Chapter 1458: The Demon Blood Warrior appears

Outside the palace gate, the atmosphere was solemn.

The arrival of Old Ancestor Xia has changed a little.

Indeed, as the king of the Xuanhe Dynasty, no one except Xia Laozu could convict him.

However, Xia Yang was able to ascend to the throne, but he was recognized by the ancestor Xia at the beginning, so everyone thought that the ancestor Xia should favor Xia Yang.

"Beast! Don't kneel down and admit your mistake!"

Old Ancestor Xia scolded, and everyone around him was stunned, including Xia Yang.

The dignified king of a country actually knelt down and admitted his mistake. If this is recorded in history books, it will be the most sinful king in the ages!

"Old ancestor, I..."

Xia Yang was about to defend himself, and Old Master Xia turned cold and said, "You need to say nothing more. I saw everything just now. I also know what you are thinking. It's just playing with the emperor's mind and balancing power! I warned you last time, but unfortunately you didn't listen at all... As the king of the country, you should put national interests first. You can suppress the royal palace or be incompetent, but you shouldn't collude with foreign tribes. This is a betrayal of the country!"

"Old ancestor, I haven't thought about it..."

"It's over, nothing is useful to say. Abdicate and give way to the wise."

Old Ancestor Xia waved his hand, and Xia Yang was embarrassed and angry.

He is arrogant all his life, and he is not willing to be ordinary.

It is even more uncomfortable to let him abdicate and give up the wise than to kill him.

However, Qianmo was obviously dissatisfied with this treatment: "Old ancestor, Xia Yang was foolish and unvirtuous, so he made his father and hundreds of thousands of loyal and kind-hearted people buried his bones in a foreign land. It was too cheap for him to just abdicate and make the wise!"

Old Ancestor Xia frowned slightly and said helplessly: "Girl Qianmo, what else do you want?"

Let him apologize for his death?”

Qianmo shook his head and said, "I don't want his life either, but I must abolish his cultivation and let him stay wither and guard the royal tomb forever, so as not to harm others again in the future."

After pausing, Qian Mo Fu said again: "It's not just him, but also Qin Wuyue and Xue Dao. None of the people involved in this matter back then can be let go."

Qin Wuyue was fine, but he was mentally prepared, so he remained silent.

However, the Blood Sword Martial Saint was standing in the distance watching the fun, but suddenly she was named by Qian Mo and her face changed drastically.

Strictly speaking, the Blood Sword Martial Saint was not a member of the Xuanhe Dynasty. It was only because of the strength of the Martial Saint that he was invited to worship as a worshiper by the previous king. Not only did he have a noble status, but he also had many rights.

"Why did the little princess say this?"

The Blood Sword Martial Saint had to come out and said with a cold expression: "I worshipped the previous king and received the kindness of the previous king. I also did my best to the Xuanhe Dynasty. I did not participate in the matter back then. There is no need for the little princess to take her anger, right?"

"You know you are a worshiper?"

Qianmo sneered and said, "You have been deeply grateful to the former kings. You should put national interests first. But not only did you not dissuade Xia Yang, you also secretly peeked at the blood-line magic weapon of the King of War's Mansion. Don't say you didn't know what happened back then. The High Priest Heni told me that when they surrounded and killed my father, there was a martial saint who was secretly peeking at him. He still remembered that person's breath, it should be you?"

The high priest nodded silently: "He is right."

The other martial saints also spoke to prove that the Blood Sword Martial Saint could not refute at all.

After a pause, Qian Mo said again: "Blood Knife, you will not save me when you see death. You have your own selfish desires in your eyes. Can you bear the responsibility of offering sacrifices?"

"What do you want?"

The words of the Blood Sword Martial Saint are equivalent to acquiescing the events of that year.

In this situation, there is no point in defending the argument. In the eyes of everyone, the Blood Sword Martial Saint, Xia Yang, Qin Wuyue and others are all birds of a feather.

However, Old Master Xia shook his head, obviously disagreed with Qianmo's proposal.

The destruction of the three martial saints in one go was definitely a huge blow to the Xuanhe Dynasty, which made it difficult for the ancestor Xia to accept.

"Are you more tolerant in your genius?

The Xuanhe Dynasty finally ushered in peace, but it really couldn't stand such tossing."

The ancestor Xia gently persuaded, hoping that Qianmo could take into account the overall situation and stop at the right time.

After all, he has no time left, and the three martial saints are very important to the Xuanhe Dynasty.

Qianmo frowned slightly, not giving in: "I know the ancestor's concerns, but have you ever thought that instead of keeping these three cancers, it is better to cut them as soon as possible, so that the country will have a healthy and beautiful future... Long pain is worse than short pain, which is more important? I believe that the ancestor is free to weigh the trade-offs in his heart, but the ancestor rests at ease. Even without the three martial saints of the Xuanhe Dynasty, there will be no problems."

While speaking, Qianmo looked proud and exuded unparalleled confidence.

"you……"

The ancestor Xia was determined to persuade him, but finally shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, I am old and should not be involved in court affairs anymore. Xia Yang has lost his virtue, so there should be such a disaster. Since you have decided on your mind, then you will let this matter."

Actually, it’s not that Aunt Xia doesn’t want to care, but that he is now too old and powerless.

Of course, it is even more impossible for the ancestor Xia to make things difficult for the three disasters.

In his heart, the interests of the country are always ranked first.

The compromise of Xia Laozu made Xia Yang stunned on the spot, and a hint of despair in his heart.

"Old ancestor!?

You...you can't..."

"Shut up!"

The ancestor Xia scolded coldly: "I have warned you that if you do evil, you will die by yourself.

It was my fault for you to have today's disaster, and it was also your own fault!"

"No! No-"

Xia Yang's face was ferocious and he fell into madness: "You traitors, all of you want to murder your own king. Your own king is ordered to be the supreme one by one. You want to force me too!?"

While speaking, Xia Yang suddenly rose up and rushed towards Qianmo.

"stop--"

Old Ancestor Xia was shocked and angry. Unexpectedly, Xia Yang dared to act in front of him. It is conceivable that the other party did not take him seriously at all.

However, before the ancestor Xia took action, Qianmo had already taken the initiative to greet him.

"Great Immortal Lord, today I will seek justice for my father and hundreds of thousands of Xia family troops who died unjustly!"

"justice?

Just you yellow-haired girl!"

Although Xia Yang was afraid of Qian Mo's talent, he did not think Qian Mo was his opponent. After all, he had gained a lot of opportunities in the God of War Realm.

"boom!"

"Boom boom boom boom--"

The two martial saints rushed to each other, Qian Mo was safe and sound, but Xia Yang flew backwards uncontrollably, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, as if he was seriously injured.

"What a terrible power! It's worthy of being a twin martial soul!"

Although Xia Yang was shocked, he hurriedly called out: "Qin Wuyue, Master Blood Sword, why don't you take action with me? First suppress Qianmo, and then correct the situation."

After saying that, Xia Yang's aura continued to rise and went towards Qianmo's power.

In fact, he still had a trace of luck in his heart. He believed that as long as Qianmo was suppressed, all problems could be solved.

Qin Wuyue and the Blood Sword Martial Saint looked at each other and took action decisively!

...

"Miss!"

Xiaolei was worried that Qianmo would suffer a loss and was about to come forward to help, but Zhuo Yunxian held him firmly: "Let her deal with it by herself, this is her knot in her heart for many years.

Moreover, with me watching, the lady will be fine, so don’t worry.”

"Um."

Xiaolei nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

...

On the other side, four people fought fiercely.

Although Xia Yang and the others were extraordinary, they still underestimated Qian Mo's strength.

These days, Qianmo's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, especially with the blessing of twin martial souls, Qianmo has fought against three with one and no disadvantage at all.

Qian Mo became more courageous as he fought, but Xia Yang and others became more and more shocked!

Compared to consumption, their foundation is not as good as Qianmo, so they are naturally not Qianmo's opponents. If they continue to fight like this, they may be defeated.

"Your Majesty, are you still unwilling to use your full strength to this point?"

Qin Wuyue secretly sent a message to Xia Yang. The latter hesitated for a moment, and a look of madness flashed in his eyes. Anyway, he could not escape death. Let's talk about it first!

Thinking of this, Xia Yang and Qin Wuyue burst out at the same time, and a kind of power surged wildly deep in their bloodlines, stimulating their will.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

"You all deserve to die!"

"Ho huh huh--"
To be continued...