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Chapter 59

Words:3232Update:22/06/18 02:08:08

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Qiu Changjian looked at the Grand Tutor, Bai Qixiong, and the unconscious Bodyguard Chen, his eyes filled with suspicion.

"Tell me, what happened?" Qiu Changjian looked at Bai Qixiong coldly.

Bai Qixiong's heart trembled, his eyes stinging. He could not meet Qiu Changjian's gaze.

Bai Qixiong wanted to hide the truth, but under Qiu Changjian's gaze, his courage to lie disappeared.

Even the monarch did not give him such pressure.

Knowing what had happened, Qiu Changjian's eyes were filled with murderous intent. "Follow me!"

Whoosh —

Qiu Changjian flew toward the imperial capital.

...

In the imperial capital's prison.

In a cell, a middle-aged man was haggard, his hair disheveled.

His right arm was empty. He was a one-armed prisoner.

The man raised his head, looking through the skylight of the prison.

"Xianer and Yu-er should be safe now." The man's aged face was filled with kindness and relief.

He was the Duke of Xianyu.

The handsome face of the past was gone, replaced by a thin and haggard face, lonely and desolate.

Hualala —

The chains on the prison door were unlocked. The head of the prison had a cold expression, followed by two burly men.

The Duke of Xianyu's expression was emotionless. He calmly turned around, his voice hoarse but calm. "Finally, let's go."

It was only a matter of time before the First Prince got rid of him.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Xianer and Su Yu were safe and sound. He had nothing to worry about and could calmly meet his death.

The moon was cold and the stars were dim. In the boundless night, the execution grounds of the empire were brightly lit.

The Duke of Xianyu knelt on the execution platform. His expression was calm, his eyes calm.

"The Duke of Xianyu has rebelled. His crimes are unforgivable. He shall be executed tonight!" The judge coldly announced.

After a slight pause, the judge calmly asked, "Do you have any last words before you die?"

Although the Duke of Xianyu was a prisoner, his demeanor and aura were still that of a duke. His royal aura could not be concealed.

The Duke of Xianyu raised his head, gazing at the starry sky. "Last words? Tell the First Prince that one day, there will be someone who will take his head for me! "

He had a gratified smile on his face. "One of the things that I am most proud of in my life is not the fact that I am in control of a region, but the fact that I betrothed Xianer to Su Yu. He is a sentimental person. One day, he will return to the imperial capital to avenge me!"

The Duke of Xianyu had no doubts about this.

The judge snorted coldly, "Shameless boasting! Today, I will behead you, and tomorrow, I will behead Su Yu. You have conspired to commit treason and killed the heir of the Imperial Family. You deserve to be executed! "

The calm expression of the Duke of Xianyu froze, "Su Yu?"

Su Yu was in the Fenghuang Empire. What did it mean that he would be executed tomorrow?

The executioner sneered, "Duke of Xianyu, you still do not know, but your son-in-law is currently at the Holy Meet, trying in vain to snatch the Holy Crown to save you."

"What?" The pupils of the usually calm Duke of Xianyu shrank.

The sudden news struck him like a bolt of lightning.

In order to save him, Su Yu traveled thousands of miles to the imperial capital?

Did he not know that with his strength, going against the Imperial Family would only result in death?

Did he not know that the imperial capital was the First Prince's base camp, and that he would not be able to return?

Did he not know that at the Holy Meet, the chances of him turning the tables were slim, less than one in ten thousand?

Why did he do this?

The Duke of Xianyu was greatly moved. His aged body could not help but tremble. Two lines of tears rolled down from his aged eyes.

His lips trembled, as if something was stuck in his throat. He felt both sad and gratified.

The Xianyu prefecture was thousands of miles away from the imperial capital. Su Yu had to avoid assassinations and travel at the same time. How did he reach the imperial capital? Was he bullied along the way? Was he hungry? Was he cold? How is he now?

Thinking about this, the Duke of Xianyu felt guilty and indignant. His chest was filled with self-blame.

He had implicated Su Yu, implicated this child!

He had thought that Su Yu would avenge him, but he did not think that Su Yu would come to the imperial capital to save him.

"Yu-er, why are you so foolish? Is it worth it for an old man like me? "The Duke of Xianyu roared with tears streaming down his face.

The judge was cold and merciless, throwing down the token, "Kill!"

The executioner raised his giant knife. The cold edge of the knife gave off a cold glow under the moonlight.

"Yu-er! You must live! "The long knife fell. The Duke of Xianyu had tears streaming down his face as he roared.

A head flew into the air, drawing a poignant arc in the air.

The Holy Arena, the ultimate battle!

Su Yu and Du Yuntian!

One was a nobody, the other was renowned throughout the world.

One was an arrow at the end of its flight, the other was used to it.

Who was stronger and who was weaker, the outcome of the battle had been decided before it even began.

Du Yuntian held a cold sword in his arms, his eyes as cold as ice, "It is not bad that you have come this far, but this is the end!"

Clang —

The sword in Du Yuntian's hand was unsheathed. It was like a cold ray of light piercing through the sky, held in his hand.

For someone who had comprehended a Saint Level technique, it was worth Du Yuntian unsheathing his sword.

But it was only unsheathing his sword!

"Flowing Cold Sword!" Du Yuntian slashed with his long sword.

The sword light was cold, and the cold air was threatening!

It was like ice and snow, encircling the night sky.

The sword was like a graceful swan, piercing through the sky, aiming for Su Yu's vital point — his heart!

The inspectors' expressions changed. The Holy Meet had clearly stipulated that killing was strictly prohibited.

But Du Yuntian's move was clearly flouting the Holy Meet's rules, killing in public!

The Fiery Minister's wrinkled face slightly trembled, but he quickly regained his cool, "Swords have no eyes, what is there to fuss about? Du Yuntian knows what he is doing! "

Other than Fang Yun, who was secretly pleasantly surprised, the twelve inspectors watched with trepidation. How could Du Yuntian know what he was doing? He was clearly trying to kill Su Yu!

The Fiery Minister was too biased. In order to protect Du Yuntian, he did not even care about the rules!

But the twelve inspectors kept quiet out of fear, not daring to have any objections.

The Fiery Minister had always been in charge of the Holy Meet of the Fenglin Empire. It could be said that he had absolute power.

Today's matter, he could completely suppress it.

Although the twelve inspectors could not bear to see Su Yu die, they could not help but cast sympathetic looks at Su Yu.

This was a competition that had already been decided. Su Yu should not have come to the imperial capital.

The cold sword was filled with murderous intent!

Su Yu's pupils slightly shrank, his heart cold.

Su Yu had already predicted this scene.

He would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, causing the First Prince to panic. In order to eliminate future trouble, he would not allow Su Yu to enter the Sanctuary.

Putting him to death in the arena was his last resort.

He glanced at the Fiery Minister, who had no intention of stopping Su Yu.

Su Yu felt a chill in his heart. The dignified Minister of the Sanctuary was openly bending the law, treating the lives of others like ants!

"Purple Star Thunderbolt!" Su Yu angrily threw a punch.

Creak —

Purple lightning arcs danced, full of destructive energy!

Boom —

Clang —

The two collided head-on. Du Yuntian stood his ground, but Su Yu staggered three steps back.

There was a faint trace of blood on his fists.

Du Yuntian's cultivation level was definitely higher than Su Yu's!

At the same time, Su Yu had only scratched the surface of Purple Star Thunderbolt and had not even reached Stage One Lower Class. Although its power was great, it could not make up for the gap between their cultivation levels.

Du Yuntian was surprised. He was confident that he could kill Su Yu with one strike, but he only managed to make Su Yu retreat three steps and leave a bloody mark on his fists.

Du Yuntian's eyes suddenly turned cold, his expression cold and murderous. "My next strike will grant you death!"

"Flowing Cloud Sword!"

Swoosh —

The air exploded. The cold sword in Du Yuntian's hand instantly flowed with white light!

It was like a blazing sun, emitting a dazzling light that was difficult to look at directly.

The thirteen inspectors' expressions changed at the same time, and they sucked in a breath of cold air. "High-grade cultivation technique, great perfection!"

The Fiery Minister's indifferent eyes revealed gratification. Under his guidance, Du Yuntian had made rapid progress. It was reasonable for him to comprehend a top class cultivation technique.

The next step was to guide him in comprehending a Saint Level cultivation technique.

The Fiery Minister was very satisfied with his chosen disciple.

This strike was aimed directly at Su Yu's head!

Feeling a strong sense of crisis, Su Yu's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He lightly exhaled, instantly entering a wonderful state.

At this moment, it was as if he had entered a painting, harmonizing with heaven and earth, becoming one with all things in nature.

In the eyes of the audience, the purple figure seemed to have left the mortal world and become a person in the painting.

Su Yu raised his finger high, then casually swiped it down.

This finger seemed to shatter the heavens, breaking free from the shackles of heaven and earth.

This finger seemed to shatter mountains and rivers, cutting through the sky for thousands of miles.

His fingers moved very slowly, forming a sharp contrast with the Azure Flowing Flying Cloud Sword.

However, it was a close shave as it collided with the tip of the Flowing Cloud Sword!

The sword that could split the heavens, under this finger, actually let out a whimper!

Thud, thud, thud —

Du Yuntian took three steps back, his hand numb, his eyes filled with horror!

This was... the Holy Decree!

The twelve inspectors and the Fiery Minister were all moved!

Zheng Yilin's Holy Decree had made their expressions calm, without a ripple.

But Su Yu's Holy Decree had moved them at the same time.

"Another Holy Decree comprehender!"

"What a powerful Holy Decree, far beyond Zheng Yilin's level!"

The Fiery Minister's old face turned serious for the first time. Such a powerful Holy Decree was extremely rare, how did Su Yu do it? After a moment of shock, the Fiery Minister's nostrils flared. "Just a tiny bit of it, average!"

The veins on the foreheads of the inspectors were twitching. Such a powerful Holy Decree was considered average?

The inspectors did not dare compliment the Fiery Minister's breadth of mind. In order to favor his appointed disciple, he had thrown away his dignity and lied through his teeth.

If not for the absolute suppression of cultivation levels, the Fiery Minister's precious disciple might not even be able to withstand a single blow from Su Yu.

Thud, thud, thud —

Su Yu took five steps back, a metallic taste in his throat!

Even with his strongest Holy Decree, Su Yu was still no match for Du Yuntian!

Absolute suppression of cultivation levels, top class cultivation techniques, Su Yu had encountered an unprecedented opponent!

Feeling the pain in his hand, Du Yuntian's brows furrowed. This was the first time someone of his generation had been able to repel him while he was using his strongest attack!

"Let's see how long you can last!" Du Yuntian roared, taking the initiative to attack.

He could see that Su Yu was not feeling well after taking his attack head-on.

Furthermore, using the Holy Decree was extremely taxing on his physical strength. Su Yu's physical strength was extremely depleted, and it would be difficult for him to fight for long!

Clang —

Du Yuntian charged forward again, trying to kill Su Yu in mid-air!

Su Yu's eyes flashed black, and an invisible sword slashed toward Du Yuntian!

"Diabolic Sword!"

Creak —

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