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Chapter 3689: Chapter 1793: Strike Me_2
He did not speak, holding the sword, with the tip aimed at Hua Zhiyao’s heart, inch by inch, inch by inch piercing in.
"Bestow death?"
"Alright, as you wish, then I shall grant you death."
At this moment, Yue Gongli didn’t want to ask anything, only wanted to slowly plunge the sword into Hua Zhiyao’s heart, thrusting forcefully, grinding away his body.
The sword’s tip seemed to hit something hard.
Hua Zhiyao’s skin cracked easily, yet his body was as hard as a rock.
Yue Gongli pushed forcefully, even bending the Sovereign Cut, solely relying on physical strength, he couldn’t pierce through Hua Zhiyao’s defense!
"Hiss hehehe..."
Yue Gongli was amused in anger.
Is even Heaven opposing me?
A person without any defense, even using the Sovereign Cut cannot pierce his flesh, yet he can slap me, leaving a mark...
"You are tough."
Yue Gongli stabbed forcefully again.
Hua Zhiyao’s face was unmoved, truly like a death warrior, which further agitated Yue Gongli’s sensitive nerves, "You are not afraid of death, you are indeed tough."
"Young Master Li, this old man cultivates the ’Dragon Bell Skill’, without using Holy Power, you won’t break my defense." Hua Zhiyao calmly replied.
Dragon Bell Skill?
Yuegong Kui was slightly dazed, he hadn’t heard of Brother Zhiyao cultivating such a spiritual technique?
But that seemed unimportant, what mattered was, Young Master Li looked like he was about to go mad...
Yue Gongli indeed went mad.
What Dragon Bell Skill, they’re all bird skills!
He had no interest in Hua Zhiyao’s physical technique, nor the desire to understand it.
He stabbed forcefully, gnashing his teeth.
But Heaven was truly against him, his physical strength lost to Hua Zhiyao, the sword couldn’t pierce!
"Ah haha..."
Yue Gongli turned to look at the guards and maids around.
The guards and maids all lowered their heads, eyes directed at their noses, noses directed at their hearts, no one dared to look at him.
But his face was burning hot, feeling like the entire Cold Palace Emperor Realm’s gaze was on him today.
Tomorrow’s news "Young Master Li was slapped by the Yun Mountain Envoy at home" would spread across the Great Holy Emperor Families, becoming a laughingstock.
Buzz!
Holy Power surged.
The Sovereign Cut sang loudly, Yue Gongli plunged the sword through Hua Zhiyao’s defense as tough as a rock.
The entire sword body was inserted, the guard pushed Hua Zhiyao back with force, in the splattering of blood, thrusting towards the guards behind him.
The guards were so scared their hands trembled.
He was nearly pierced too, joining Hua Zhiyao as human skewers.
Yue Gongli thrust the sword into Hua Zhiyao’s body, only to feel the sword body was obscure, as if clamped by hard stone bones.
His eyes were slightly red, twisting forcefully, constantly drilling into Hua Zhiyao’s heart, widening the blood hole, thus relieving some emotion, and softly asking:
"Why?"
Why, why slap me, doing this makes me lose face.
Hua Zhiyao’s expression twitched, blood seeped from the corners of his lips, facing death calmly: "The mission given by the family head."
Family head?
His family is...
Oh, Yun Mountain people, Hua Changdeng’s mission?
"Does Hua Changdeng have a grudge against me?"
Yue Gongli’s thoughts momentarily halted, searching through the past, finding no time when he offended Hua Changdeng.
He started thinking about the conflicts between Cold Palace and Yun Mountain.
Conflicts have long existed, but not to the point of life and death, not even to the degree of a "slap."
"Did I offend him when I was young?"
Yue Gongli even began to ponder whether he had, unconsciously, left some unforgettable wound on Hua Changdeng in this lifetime.
To the extent that he had to employ such extreme methods for revenge.
The answer is "no."
Whether between himself and Hua Changdeng or between the Cold Palace Emperor Realm and Yun Mountain Emperor Realm, neither reached this absolute point.
Then this person is not from Yun Mountain, but transformed by Dao Qiongcang, meant to sow discord...
Heh, it’s not to that extreme of paranoia, this is the Cold Palace Emperor Realm!
Yue Gongli knew Hallmaster Dao’s character too well.
At this critical juncture, Elder Dao the Flamboyant would definitely not jump out, even if someone thrust a sword through his chest, drilling vigorously into his heart.
He’ll only smile subtly, saying, "Didn’t you eat?"
"Ah haha..."
Yue Gongli thought of this, about to be driven mad again, only feeling Hua Zhiyao’s expression at the moment was telling him, "Didn’t you eat?"
He applied more force.
He drew out the sword, stabbed, rotated, ground, wanting to smash Hua Zhiyao’s heart, he wanted Hua Zhiyao dead!
But before death, he wanted to ask clearly:
"Why!"
This second why was clearly different from the first.
Hua Zhiyao’s expression twitched, blood seeped from his seven orifices, tremblingly said: "The family head said, you know what you did."
I don’t know!
I don’t know anything!
Yue Gongli roared inwardly, tired of thinking.
No need to think, what needed thinking he had already considered.
He abruptly yanked out the sword, raised it high, intending to behead Hua Zhiyao, whose arrogance was insufferable, and resembled Xu Xiaoshou’s irritatingly despised head...
"Young Master Li!"
Yuegong Kui couldn’t hold back anymore and spoke out.
He too was going mad, not just because of Hua Zhiyao.
He admitted he had been rash, previously making bold statements, when things happened, he couldn’t protect Brother Zhiyao.
But...
Young Master Li was too out of control.
Did he suffer some stimulus today, even being slapped shouldn’t lead to such behavior, right?
Whoosh.
Yuegong Kui spoke in time.
The sword, at last, stopped at Hua Zhiyao’s neck.
Yue Gongli suddenly regained his calm, he reached out to smooth the disheveled hair from being slapped, his expression became gentle again, patting Hua Zhiyao’s face:
"You will die."
"I know." Hua Zhiyao like a dead fish.
"But before that, speak of what else Hua Changdeng said when giving the mission."